reading: Nursery Crimes, by Ayelet Waldman.
Recently finished: I Thought My Father was God. Good book, but it took me forEVER to finish it. I think it would make (this is NOT a putdown of the book, by the way) a great bathroom book, because each story was short enough to finish in one, er, sitting.
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Last night, Fred got a yen to go fishing after dinner, so we loaded up the car and headed for
Brahan Spring Park in Huntsville. On the way, we saw a rainbow.
When we got to the park, Fred wandered off and went fishing, while I tossed Cheerios on the water in hopes of luring ducks and/ or geese to me. It didn’t take long before a couple of geese were headed my way.
Apparently I wasn’t fast enough with the Cheerios, because this goose came running and hissing at me. And it was a little scary, so I threw the box at her (him?) and ran away.
Ducks like Cheerios, too.
We moved to the other side of the park so Fred could try fishing at another spot, and there was this flock of Canada Geese hanging out in the grass. I walked over to them and threw Cheerios at them, and they looked at me as if I were mentally disturbed.
The lake. What you don’t see: All the garbage floating around the edge of the lake. It was so nasty it made me want to go get the kayaks and paddle around the lake, picking up the trash.
Fred got a couple of nibbles, but no real bites. He had fun, though, and I got to feed the ducks and geese, so I consider it a trip worth making.
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Yesterday during the day I had an absolute ton of errands to run – Sam’s for water and coffee creamer, the pet store for cat food, Target for a shower liner (and I thought I was going to have to hunt a couple of you down after I spent several minutes wandering around the shower curtain aisle and didn’t see a single shower liner. Apparently there’s an entirely separate shower curtain and shower liner aisle three aisles away from the first one. Why? I don’t know – but I did get a shower liner for $2.99!), and the other pet store for some bird feeders and bird seed. I ended up only being gone from the house for a couple of hours, so I even had time to watch Sunday’s episode of Desperate Housewives (which is not even close to my favorite Sunday show, so I didn’t mind waiting a few days to watch it. I like Lynette’s hair shorter, and I’m curious to know what the story is with Tom and that woman, because I don’t necessarily think it’s going to be an affair type thing, though I guess I could be wrong.) and Monday’s Dr. Phil.
Which reminds me – the Dr. Phil family with Alex, Katherine, Erin, and Dead-Eyed Marty are going to be on Dr. Phil this week for an update! It’s scheduled to be on today, but your local listings might vary. I’ll be interested to see what’s going on with that family! (And thanks to Shelly for the reminder!)
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Okay, I need to get some cleaning done around here – if nothing else, the dining room needs to be straightened up, and I need to clean the fridge – so I’m going to cut the entry short for today. I know y’all understand!
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“Let me in, you little bastard!”
“Stinky little Tubby-ass bastard, think you’re going to stop ME from coming in my OWN HOUSE through my OWN CAT DOOR? I DON’T THINK SO.”
“Who, me? No, I wasn’t doing Su Doku! Really I wasn’t!”
“Hellew.”
All of today’s uploaded pictures are
hither.
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Previously
2005: Which he proved by dancing lightly about the room once I’d said we should just stay home.
2004: He asked questions, he really listened to the answers, and he was just really a nice guy.
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: She’s obviously picked up her mother’s bad attitude.
2000: My day in pictures.]]>
I have become quite adept at not catching fish after almost 39 years of practice.
Wow – last night headed home from work (in VA) I also saw a rainbow and at one point in my drive I could see the entire thing from end to end. It was gorgeous and I hadn’t seen one like that in years and years. I was kicking myself for not having my camera with me – thanks for posting your pix. Oh & I agree with you on the Frat Boys! The hippies did annoy me at times but they played a good game & have such an enthusiasm for life that I was glad to see them win.
Those face shots of Mr. Boogers always make him look like a grizzled old bastard….. Perfect captions as always….
The facial features? expressions? (not sure what to call them for a cat) are HILARIOUS on Mister Boogers. He looks ready to beat someone up.
Yeah,I concur with the other readers. If I saw Mr.B’s face on the other side of MY door,I would first make sure the door was locked,then run,very fast,and find a small dark cabinent in which to hide.
That kitty has the face of a biker dude who has rode too many miles,done too many drugs and done too much time in the slammer. Now INSIDE I am sure he is a very nice kitty.
Geese scare me.
Cheerios! The PERFECT,tasty treat for waterfowl!
Geese always hiss like that. They’re hateful bullies.
That’s the best pic of a rainbow I’ve seen in a very long time. I can rarely make out all the colors. Very nice.
Geese suck wind. They are mean and they hiss and spit. I hate geese. (excellent use of the proper Canada goose… NOT CanadiaN geese- CANADA geese) Well done!
Niki P: I think I used the incorrect “Canadian Geese” in the past, and was corrected. Apparently it stuck in my head! 🙂
The last picture is the best and the caption is just perfect!!
Hey Robyn, I meant to ask before but keep forgetting…do you still watch American Idol, and if so, are you rooting for the Alabama boy, Taylor Hicks?
Canada geese? Dang,I never knew I was saying it wrong all of these years.
Robyn,your website is not JUST fun,but informative as well!
White geese are ornery little assholes!
PS RUNDMC: You aren’t saying it wrong! Both names are acceptable, but I had never heard “Canada geese” until I starting reading this journal. 🙂
Robin, I’m reading your archives from last year when you had all the little kittens (awwww!) I wondered if you had any experience and/or advice for something that our kittens are doing. They’re about 12 weeks old, and they’re perfectly well litter trained, but sometimes they play in the litter boxes, pouncing on the litter or digging frantically even though they don’t have to go. Any thoughts? I’m guessing it’s normal, but I have to admit that it stresses me out a bit. They sometimes just lounge in there, too. Weird!
Thanks, and on a general note, I’m loving your journal.
Okay, a goose chasing me is like my idea of hell. The only way it could be worse is if it teamed up with a horse and cornered me or something. Great, now I won’t sleep tonight!